I am so tired of vision-speak.

Anymore, you’re not worth your sight in business, culture, politics or the breakfast table unless you talk up the vision thing.

Act like you know where the boot hill we’re going; pretend you’re sure where we should be; concoct some bullseye story to explain how we get there then - bam - you too are a certified visionary.

Command of vision-speak, (plus boatloads of money for amplification), can get you elected governor, president, heck, even mayor with little or no experience because, after all, experience is just another word for hindsight and who needs hindsight when you’ve got crystal balls?.

Whether there are any worthwhile futurescapes in your dome - or their chances of actually seeing daylight - is irrelevant.

Because it ain’t how you see it anyway, it’s how you say it.

Spout righteously, and the wish-list of everything you and your cronies ever want out of life becomes a blueprint for the good of man.

To politicians and other unholy sees, vision-speak serves vital purposes.

For one thing, it keeps the gloomy here and now out of the public eye:

Look at the peaceful harp-strumming middle east we’ll enjoy once we pony up a quarter trillion along with our core American principles!

Can’t you just envision our dynamic economy - if we just have the courage to give the rich tax cuts, and raise fees and sales taxes instead?

Vision-speak sounds deceptively like concrete action to an increasingly glazed, short-sighted populace.

And it provides excellent cover for the me-and-mine tunnel-vision most peeping pols really have.

While we look over their visions, we’re overlooking their views. Not to mention their warts, motives, and day-to-day activities.

The truth, business ain’t booming and a world war is looming - no matter how their lens is zooming.

That’s why I tend to see through it when the vision-speakers tell us to see it through.

Because more often than not, they’re just trying to focus over.